01.08.2010 - 02.08.2010 7 °C
Heeellllooooo! Yay - if you are reading this, I have followers and my good intentions are paying off! So this is going to be a running commentary on the The Big Trip (hereafter 'TBT'!). Theoretically.... Not always so hot on keeping at these sorts of things but I'm sure Lizzy will plague me into submission!
So TBT starts tomorrow. Sort of.... We fly to London round 4 and then our longhaul starts at 10.15 via Dubai and Melbourne - on our way to Auckland. So we don't get there until Wed apparently. 24 hours travelling to pissing wet, cold winter in NZ. Ah well, can't be any worse than bonny NI. And we don't have ski slopes.... My 20 kg of shorts and vest tops could make for a few weeks interesting photos in the pouring rain.
So, parts of the family connection swarmed round for The Final Supper. Lizzy brought the Kleenex and I donned my raincoat. Better to be safe than sorry in these situations! The Oriental fitted the bill for the occasion and delivered well. Although I am still slightly surprised than we are still allowed anywhere near the premises after the Friday night of the Cambridge Takeover Weekend. Anyone sitting at my end of the table that night, take note!
Kids tables are still split off from adults tables on these family occasions, even though the youngest of us was 19. 'Children' is still used as a collective for us - controversial.
I got fantastic pressies from the generous aunties/uncles/cousins. American dollars, NZ dollars, sterling, rain coats, towels, laundry bags, underwear-material-bum-bags-for-under-your-clothes (questionable, at best), easy-to-use chopsticks, toilet wipes, coathangers, shower caps, travel diarys, nostalgic photos, beach balls, water proof pouches, tissues, cupcakes, personalised t-shirts - I kid you not. Some more useful than others it must be admitted. And quite how I will get ANY of it into this jumped-up school bag remains to be seen.
A selection of the mentioned presents....
The aforementioned shower cap - modelled by both Houston generations....
The t-shirt which needs to be photographed in all countries. (Along with the Crouch End bag girls - its packed and ready to go. Bracelet is on my wrist)
And the cupcakes rounded the evening off really nicely. Good job Sandy.
Was such a lovely evening - I will miss you all tons. But I'll be back come December. Surely absence increases the budget for the pressie?!
Anyway, off to try and squeeze a bit more into the case. Big Bill is sipping on the champers and singing Eagles at the top of his voice in the living room. I would say that he is trying to drown his sorrows but I think he is just a bit drunk - and likes the Eagles, and champagne. I just feel for Lizzy - get the support group set up!
Love to all - talk to you when I am in NZ....